Riverwater! Yummmmmm!
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dresden dolls - coin operated boy
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This is obviously the part where I take back all that I have said about Davao being a terrifyingly boring when your friends aren't around. In a short span of time I had managed to get piss drunk and stupid enough puke in a bar (thanks to Daryl), have dinner with David and his parents with Daryl, and as the video suggests nearly get killed by the cruel rapids of the Davao River.
I swear it was the first time that I was deathly afraid of the water and while I don't really remember actually thinking I was gonna die floating on rapids without a raft is by no means fun. I do remember thinking that it would be a very embarrassing way to die for someone who's been swimming all her life. I think this should bother me. Might have been simply because I knew I was already out of the danger zone and paddling ever so slowly towards the safety of the right bank.
It was a crazy experience sadly the scarier parts were not recorded on video. I particularly hated being syphoned and being forced down while seeing only black. Needless to say it was a mad paddle towards the light after I had managed to flip myself back up while underwater. And so Tasha learned about the two seconds of daylight and two seconds of night time the hard way. I hate tides.
I also didn't enjoy floating on rapids without the boat. With the raft the going's rough enough but with no form of protection save for the lifevest and the helmet the waves and the rocks in front of you simply become that much scarier. I felt helpless and when you start to hear the rumbling sound of the next stretch of rapids... I swear heart attack. I didn't help that both my dad and my brother were at least floating twenty meters ahead of me and that much closer to the next set of rapids. Despite all the training there really is no sense in fighting against the rapids to save myself let alone save anyone else. There were no words to describe the panic and the horror of having to watch them.
Obviously we're all alive an well, albeit bruised all over and sunburned. I still can't figure out if it was a good or bad experience and although none of the whole falling of the raft fiasco wouldd have happened if the guide didn't get knocked out of position I would still very much like to blame my dad who refused to paddle for most of the errr... misadventure.
Papa: Why should I row? Nagbayag nga ako e. What did I pay for to work and row?
Tito Lito: Dapat mag capsize para may mapag-usapan after.
Guide: All forward!
Papa: Lits backward tayong dalawa!
Tito Lito: Lagi para mag capsize kay di gyud complete ang experience kung di mag capsize ang boat.
Anne: Alam ko na di dapat ako mahulog e. Pero kapatid ko man gud. Dom di ko talaga yan makalimutan!!!
Proof of my Father's uselessness. Observe as he raises his paddle for the camera and gets knocked down hard. Parents can be such liabilities.
And because I can...
My Dad Almost Falling off the Raft AGAIN!
"Skillet on the stove is such a temptation, maybe I'll be the lucky one that doesn't get burned. What the fuck was I thinking?"